I've recently become aware that the quirks in peoples' sleeping habits seem to be a popular topic of conversation. Whether someone sleepwalks, shouts, mumbles, speaks in Japanese, applies deodorant to computer monitors, or poos in the oven, almost everyone's got a story to tell. As I am currently preparing for my Econ final I just stumbled across a unique instance of this sort of story. At several points during the semester my level of fatigue outweighed my mind's investment in remaining alert, but as my eyes shut and my mind drifted away, my body grew rebellious and attempted to continue taking notes:

Now I tend to pride myself on my penmanship and, you know, things like grammar, at least to some extent (note that I am by no means professing any sort of superiority,) but I honestly have no recollection of what was going on, or for that matter what those scribbles signify. I love it!
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